crucio (crucio) wrote in cwf,
@ 2009-11-19 03:52:00

joseph, hunter

When Joseph figured out that everyone had made it back to Wolf Haven safely, he wasn't happy about it, but he wasn't at all surprised. The Cold Water pack was resillient, and he doubted that they were going to give up on finding the ones that they'd taken. Common sense would have been to keep to things quiet until everything calmed down, but that just wasn't Joseph's style. He was an antagonizer, and he hated when things didn't go his way. Not only had Cassidy proven to be a lost cause, but his pack was down to the small number of three, and that really wasn't a pack at all.

The roses, Mike insisted, weren't a good idea but Joseph didn't listen to the other wolf. He did what he wanted, plain and simple. The only thing he wished that could be different was that he could be a little fly on the wall when Wendell got the roses and the card, so that he could see not only the wolf's reaction, but Hunter's as well. But he supposed he could have enough fun just imagining it.

They were still holed up in the cabin in the woods while Joseph tried to decide what his next move was going to be.

Things had been going well, and while Hunter had every intention of hunting Joseph down and ripping him to tiny little pieces, he wanted to wait until everyone in the house was feeling better. He wasn't sure how long it would take him to track down the other wolf and he knew that there was potential for him to get hurt in the process, so he wanted to wait until there was a lull and everyone was well, physically and emotionally. Unfortunately, the plan jumped the tracks when the roses arrived. Even if they hadn't upset Wendell, they certainly upset Hunter. His beast had been agitated before but now he was pushed to the point where he couldn't allow Joseph to live another second. So he quietly excused himself and went upstairs to pack a few things because he was going away for a few days and wasn't sure when he'd be back.

That had been two days earlier and now he was at the cabin. Hunter had parked two miles back and had walked down wind the entire way so that they wouldn't be aware of his presence. He didn't want them prepared for this, he didn't want to give them a chance to escape. Mike was out patrolling and Hunter dispatched him easily, snapping his neck before he just laid him down in the grass and moved closer to the cabin. It would just be him against Joseph, the way it was meant to be.

Joseph was busy reading, though his mind wasn't really focusing all that much. He was starting to get cabin fever, and he had sent Kenneth out to Seattle to see if any of their wolves had taken refuge at Garrett's. Garrett was a pack member, but he had lived away from the pack for long while now, so it was easy to overlook him. Now Joseph was considering it was time to stop overlooking him, especially if others from their pack was with him.

Glancing at the clock, he frowned a little bit. Mike should have been back. He put the book away and got to his feet to make his way out onto the porch, and that's when he got the sense that things weren't quite right.

Hunter was outside waiting for him, standing there with his arms folded over his chest. When Joseph came out onto the porch he stood there, waiting for Joseph to see him. He was going to make him pay for the things he'd done to Vance and the things he'd done to Wendell. When their eyes met Hunter's were cold, predatory.

"Come down off the porch." He said, his voice a low, snarling growl. "We're going to have a conversation."

"Oh, don't talk to me like you're my Alpha, because you're not," Joseph replied with an all together amused smirk. He could tell that Hunter meant buisness, and he was very well aware of the fact that he was in a dangerous situation but he wasn't about to let it show. "You know, I'm surprised it took you this long to come find me after what I did to Wendell. I was very tempted to keep him and do more, maybe I should have."

The provocation of what Joseph was saying to him was enough to start a shift in Hunter. However he had ownership of it, control. His hands elongated into claws and his teeth grew into fangs as his eyes shifted, giving him the necessary visual acuity to fight in the dark. But that was all the farther he was going to shift. Enough to rip Joseph to shreds and no more. Once he was shifted to that point he went running forward, faster than human eyes could see as he jumped onto Joseph.

The hair on the back of Joseph's neck stood up on end when he felt the pull of Hunter shifting, and his own body reacted. It was mostly in defense, and it wasn't quite as refined as Hunter's ability, but he managed to get to about the same level before the other wolf came at him. He growled as he fell back, and he did his best to fight Hunter off as he managed to sink his claws into the other man's side.

The claws sank into his side but Hunter knocked him down, pressing him down into the deck. He wasted no time. All he did was slash straight across Joseph's throat, digging his fingers into the front of his throat so that he could rip it clean from his body. But he kept digging, claws sinking all the way into his flesh until he could wrap his fingers around his spine. He was going to rip it clean out.

Joseph couldn't help but be startled once he found himself knocked down to the ground with the eight of the other man on top of him. He narrowed his eyes and grit past the pain as he dug his own claws into Hunter's side, and used his other hand to tear into the wolf's shoulder.

"Did he tell you all of the details?" he snarled. If he was going to go out, then he was going to keep mouthing off. He wasn't going to go quietly. "Did he tell you that I made him come?"

That was all that he could get out before Hunter's claws sunk into his throat, and Joseph let out a growl that sounded more like a gurgle. He kept on fighting, knowing fully well that this was it.

Hunter's fingers wrapped around his spine, slicing through arteries and muscles to get to his spinal cord. With one rough jerk he snapped the neck and pulled what was left of the broken spinal cord free from his body. He didn't want to hear the details, he wasn't going to give Joseph the satisfaction of knowing how upset he was. Instead he just wanted him dead. But even then he couldn't stop. He started ripping joseph to tiny pieces.

Joseph tried his best to fight tooth and nail until the end, but it wasn't very long. The moment that his spinal cord had been broken, he was gone and went completely lifeless in Hunter's grasp. All that was left of him was blood and torn flesh.

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